My Unpopular Neighbor Girl Has Hidden Identities

Chapter 17: Seventeen, Foul Chapter 17: Seventeen, Foul “Yes, the higher the better,” Zhao Feng said with a wicked smile. He had Song Yan Ning throw the ball precisely to give Ling Yu no room for complaint—after all, Song Yan Ning was one of their own. If you couldn’t grab a ball thrown by your own teammate, who could you blame? Although the outcome of a game couldn’t be decided by the first ball, giving the opponent a blow to their morale right from the start could still be advantageous.

Song Yan Ning nodded, walked to the center spot, glanced at Ling Yu and Zhao Feng, then tossed the basketball high into the air.

The basketball flew straight up towards the sky and, after reaching its apex, began to fall rapidly.

“She really threw it high.”

“That’s a well-thrown ball.” Throwing the ball seemed simple, but there was skill involved; a throw that was off or too low could affect the jump ball.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng immediately leapt up. Noticing that Ling Yu made no move, a smug look spread across his face. This time, the ball was surely his.

But the next moment, his smile froze on his face because the basketball was just a little out of his reach. It was impossible for him to hover in mid-air, and if he tried to jump again, Ling Yu would definitely snatch the ball away.

Ling Yu’s lips curved into a slight smile, and with an effortless jump, he soared higher than Zhao Feng.

“Smack!” The basketball was slapped toward his own side by Ling Yu.

“Damn it!” Zhao Feng landed and spun around, rushing towards Ling Yu. His task was to guard Ling Yu. Li Jingyi told him that Ling Yu was best at shooting from a distance, and he had just witnessed Ling Yu’s impressive three-point shooting. As long as he could guard Ling Yu and not allow the other players to pass the ball to him, Ling Yu wouldn’t be able to shoot from afar and thus wouldn’t be able to score.

As for whether he scored himself, Zhao Feng didn’t care; he was just there to play. As a middle schooler and future basketball star, he wouldn’t take a game with a bunch of elementary school kids too seriously. But he had to admit, Ling Yu’s shooting was a bit of a surprise to him.

Zhao Feng positioned himself in front of Ling Yu, blocking his way, and shot a glance towards Fan Jianguang in the distance.

in understanding and ran towards Heizi’s direction. Besides

the game. Ling Yu’s skills were indeed good, but Zhao Feng’s defense was too tight; the other players

the basketball towards the hoop. Dunking was his

a hand suddenly reached out not for

late to avoid it; the hand struck

The sound of something

to look and saw Heizi lying on the

changed, and

hurried to Heizi’s

you?” Ling Yu crouched down, carefully helped Heizi

in pain, guilt filling his eyes. There were only five players on their team; if

have a look at his back,” Song Yan Ning stepped forward and said to

treat

nodded, “Both my grandfather and grandmother are

his home to treat

closely, then took his pulse, “His bones are fine, but he’ll be in pain for a while. If

Yu nodded, feeling a newfound

Ling Yu and the others, his smirk looking down

angrily at Fan Jianguang, the one who caused him to fall.

still have a substitute player, so we’d still be five. What about you guys? Will you play with four? Or is this ugly girl going to

Yan Ning’s eyes narrowed slightly as she stood up and looked at Zhao Feng,